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Baby boy, so full of love You've been taken Laid to rest, above But we'll remember, Your little smile, And hold on to the hope, That we'll meet in a while You did nothing To deserve this, But it happened None the the less, But we'll remember, Your little heart, The perfect creation, A work of art, We'll lay to rest, Your small stuffed bear, Remember when we ruffled your hair, Your big blue eyes, So full of life, Close now but not for the last time, We will see you, When its our time, We won't forget your face, Please don't forget mine
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